"John, there is a Pamela Andrews here to see you," the receptionist announced.
"She says it's about fax machines." My normal policy is not to see any uninvited
sales people. I thought for a minute about my response because I didn't recall
having had any contact with anyone by that name before. Fortunately since I was
selecting new fax machines for my company I told the receptionist to send her to
my office. In just a few seconds a very attractive blonde walked in. She was
about five four with long blonde hair that was done in a French twist. She
appeared to have a nice figure as well which was covered by a very business-like
navy blazer and grey knee-length pleated skirt. Her approach was quite
professional. "Hello Mr. Allen, I'm Pam Andrews," she began as she extended her
hand. "Thank you for taking a few minutes to see me." "Hi Pam, I'm John," I
replied as I shook her hand. "Please have a seat." I directed her to a chair at
the small conference table in my office. I wasn't about to let a desk come
between me and this good looking woman regardless of her reason for being there.
"Thank you," she said as she sat down. I sat in the next chair and turned to
face her. "I understand your company is looking to replace its fax machines,"
she began. "I'm here because I believe our company can provide you with
equipment and services that are unmatched by any of our competition." "That's an
interesting claim Pam. I'd like to hear more about why you say that," I replied
with a smile. Although our conversation had only just begun I was sensing a
certain spark in Pam's eyes and smile that were very appealing. "Well, we carry
the Acme Fax line which is generally regarded as the best in the business. It's
truly state of the art. Our company, Dynamic Office Products, adds its own
special service to it. I'd like to show you some material which describes the
Acme line." Pam took a sales catalog from her briefcase and put it on the table
between us. When she turned to reach into her briefcase she uncrossed her legs
and I got a quick glimpse of the tops of her stockings. My cock twanged slightly
at the sight. For the next few minutes Pam flipped through the pages of her
sales catalog explaining the many features of her product. I tried to pay
attention but every time Pam sought to emphasize features of the machine she
reached over and gently squeezed my arm. It was then that I noticed her wedding
ring for the first time. "Hmmm, interesting," I thought. I'd usually found that
married women were far more fun to flirt with, perhaps because they are
"forbidden." I certainly didn't mind Pam's touch but I found myself losing my
concentration as I was captivated by this woman's sensuality. Finally she
completely wiped me out as she began to talk about the machine's memory. Instead
of gently grasping my arm she placed her hand on my thigh...and fairly high up
as well. She was only four or five inches from my cock which was growing harder
by the minute. This time instead of quickly removing her hand as she done when
she touched my arm, she left it there for several seconds while she finished her
pitch. Then she pushed back from the table and moved a bit further away from me.
As she did so she crossed her legs again, this time doing it in an obviously
exaggerated movement. I not only saw the tops of her stockings but the crotch of
her panties as well. The panties appeared to be very sheer white ones and I
thought I could see a dark shadow partially hidden beneath them. Unfortunately
the glance was too brief to be sure. My cock really jumped at this revelation.
"So what do you think of our product?" Pam asked with a smile. "It looks great,"
I replied. "Now tell me about the services that your company offers. How are you
different from your competitors?" "That's a very important question," Pam
replied. "We try to customize our services to fit the needs of each individual
customer. There is some information I need from you so I can give you an answer.
Since I have another appointment in about twenty minutes I don't have time to
discuss them properly now. Instead I'd like to leave a questionnaire with you.
Then, since you're someone I really want to do business with, I'd like to spend
some time talking about those services in detail. How about if we talk about it
over dinner tonight?" I didn't know what to say. It certainly seemed to me that
this very pretty, very married woman was coming onto me. If so I wasn't about to
miss out, but I also didn't want to make an ass of myself by misreading her
intentions. Maybe her touching meant that she's just a very demonstrative person
and maybe she didn't mean to let me see up her skirt. I thought about the
invitation for all of ten seconds and then said "Sure, I'd be delighted to have
dinner with you." Pam suggested that we meet at seven o'clock at a restaurant a
few miles away. I had never been there but I'd heard that it was pretty good and
I eagerly accepted. As Pam got up to leave she removed any remaining doubts
about her intentions. She unbuttoned her blazer ostensibly to tuck in her
blouse. When it opened I immediately noticed that she didn't have on any bra.
Since her blouse was very sheer, I got a great look at her beautiful breasts
which were tipped by light brown nipples. My jaw must have hit the floor and I
know I stared at them for several seconds. When she finally closed her jacket I
looked up at her face. She was grinning broadly. As she left she took my hand
and said "See you tonight. I'm looking forward to it." So was I. When I arrived
at the restaurant that night Pam was already there. I spotted her sitting at the
bar although it took me a minute to recognize her. She didn't look at all like
the business woman I'd met that morning. She had let her hair down and was
wearing a skirt that was barely long enough to cover the tops of her stockings.
In fact as I approached her I noticed that the top of her hose was showing. She
was wearing a different blouse but it was also sheer enough to reveal that she
didn't have on a bra. She appeared to be involved in an animated conversation
with the man sitting next to her. "Oh, hi John," she said with a big smile as I
took the empty seat beside her. "Thank you for coming." She turned to face me as
she spoke and again my eyes focused on her perfectly shaped breasts which were
plainly visible even in the dim light of the bar. "You seem to really like
those," she giggled when she noticed me staring at her chest. "Ah..yes..they are
very nice," I replied as I realized that again I'd been caught. "John, I'd like
for you to meet my husband Jack," she continued as she turned toward the man
sitting next to her. My heart sank. My hopes of getting somewhere with this sexy
woman suddenly evaporated into thin air. "Hi John," Jack said as he extended his
hand. "Pam says you're interested in our fax machines. I'm glad to hear that and
think that you'll find Acme machines and Dynamic to be the ultimate combination
of value and good service." "Hi," I said in response. I tried not to let my
disappointment show thinking that my wild hopes were my own fault anyhow. "I
take it that you also work at Dynamic," I continued. "Yes, Pam and I own the
company. I run the office end and Pam is the head of the 'service' department."
Our conversation was interrupted when the maitre d' came to tell us that our
table was ready. He led us to a "U" shaped booth in a secluded corner of the
dining room. Tom helped Pam slide in first as I slid in from the other side so
Pam ended up in the middle. "The two of you keep talking about your service," I
said continuing our conversation from the bar. "So tell me what's so special
about it." "Sure," Tom said, "but first let's order a drink. It's been a hectic
day and I really need to unwind." The drinks were ordered and Pam and Tom began
to make small talk about business. Then they brought up the subject of marriage
and asked about my wife. "I notice that you're wearing a wedding ring," Pam
mentioned. "Been married long?" I answered that we'd been married for twelve
years. They both laughed and said they'd been married for the same amount of
time. In fact their twelfth anniversary was just the week before. Over the next
hour or so as we had our drinks and ate dinner our conversation drifted toward
some very personal but interesting subjects. We got onto the subject of the
kinds of things couples can do to keep marriage interesting. As Tom related some
of the things they liked to do I suddenly felt Pam's hand on my thigh. I hadn't
realized that she had moved closer to me and now our thighs were touching. My
cock immediately began to get hard. "We believe that variety is the best way to
keep things lively," Tom said. "Routine can be fatal," he continued. As he spoke
I sensed that Pam's hand was slowly creeping higher. "What sort of variety are
you speaking of?" I asked as I tried to focus on what he was saying. "Well, I
have to admit that for us that has meant some rather unconventional things," Tom
went on. As I looked at him I noticed that he was closely watching what Pam was
doing. I was afraid that he might be upset about it, but when he sensed my
concern he smiled. "Isn't my wife the frisky one though?" he said. "I hope you
don't mind. She just doesn't seem to be able to keep her hands to herself. She's
probably getting all excited as she's doing it too. I'll bet she's really wet
already. Maybe you ought to check and see." Pam's reaction to Tom's words was to
make the final move as she slid her hand directly over my cock and squeezed it
gently. "Ummmm, you have a nice one," she murmured. I couldn't believe it. Here
I sat with another man's wife stroking my cock while he watched. It even sounded
like he'd just told me to feel her up as well. "I might as well try it and see
what happens," I thought to myself. I placed my hand on Pam's thigh. Her skirt
had ridden up to the point that my hand fell on the bare flesh between her
stocking tops and her pussy. As Pam gently stroked my cock I slid my hand up the
final inch or two and found a delicious surprise. She wasn't wearing panties! In
fact my hand found a very warm wet pussy. She jumped slightly at my touch. "So
what sort of 'unconventional things' are you talking about," I said as I tried
to continue the conversation while running my fingers up and down Pam's wet
slit. She was moaning softly. "Well, as you may have guessed," Tom replied, "Pam
loves to play with other men, and I greatly enjoy watching her when she does."
"Holy shit!" I exclaimed. "I've never heard of such a thing." "It looks like
you're enjoying it though," Tom replied. "So is she and so am I. In fact I'll
bet I'm just as hard as you are right now." "Hey guys," Pam suddenly said, "I
think this game has gone as far as it can go here. It's time we went back to our
place so the real fun can begin. John's ready and so am I." She gave my cock one
final squeeze. Tom quickly paid the check and we all headed out to our cars.
"I'll ride with John so he doesn't get lost," Pam said to Tom as the valet
brought up our cars. "That's fine," Tom replied. "Just don't go too far without
me." We hadn't left the restaurant parking lot before Pam had her head in my lap
and was sucking my cock. Tom was right behind us and he must have noticed that
his wife's head had disappeared. "Holy shit!" I thought. "This is some deal. I
can't believe that this great looking married woman is sucking my dick and in a
few minutes I'll be stuffing it into her cunt." We got to the Andrews' home
before Pam made me cum. As soon as we were in the door Pam led a mad dash for
the bedroom. I pulled her down on the bed before she could undress and dove
between her thighs. I finally got to see this sexy woman's cunt. Her beaver was
quite thick and dark brown which confirmed my suspicion that she wasn't a
natural blonde. It took little effort to push her short skirt up high enough so
I could eat her pussy. As I ran my tongue up the inside of her thigh she began
to moan. When I reached the top I ran my tongue around her outer lips and gently
flicked her clit as I passed by. She began to rotate her hips and push back
against my mouth. Her husband unbuttoned her blouse and began caressing her
breasts. I continued eating her pussy while Tom kissed her breasts and sucked on
her nipples. As I ran my tongue up and down the length of her slit gently
touching her clit each time I sensed that she was rising to a climax. I paused
at the entrance to her vagina and fucked her with my tongue. Then I moved down
to her asshole and after rimming her I tried to force my tongue into her tight
hole. She had started breathing deeply and her body was writhing in pleasure.
Tom apparently began to gently bite her nipple just as I did the same on her
clit. Pam came and she came more violently than I had ever seen before. She
screamed so loudly that I knew the neighbors must have heard her. Then she
collapsed in a daze on the bed. While Pam was recuperating I undressed and Tom
went down to fix drinks for all of us. I chuckled as I viewed Pam lying there on
the bed. With her clothes in disarray and her hair down and rumpled she
certainly didn't look like the same woman who had called on my office earlier
today. She looked more like the sultry sex machine that she really seemed to be.
As Tom returned Pam began to come out of her daze and I helped her undress. I
was hard from the sight of her lying there and the knowledge that I was about to
fuck her. As soon as her blouse and skirt were off she was ready for more. "I
want your beautiful cock in me John," she begged. "I want you to fuck me. I want
you to fuck me hard." I didn't need a second invitation. When I moved into
position her cunt seemed to suck me in. It took no effort to bury my tool all
the way. When my cock slipped into her private opening I heard Tom gasp
slightly. Tom moved up by her head and stuck his hard cock in her mouth as I
began to fuck her. She sucked him all the way in too and he began to fuck Pam's
face. It was quite a sight to see this beautiful woman servicing two cocks. As
we plunged in and out of Pam's mouth and cunt Tom kept mumbling about how hot it
was to see her like this. The guy really was excited to know his wife was
fucking another man. He told me later that this activity was the ultimate erotic
experience for him as well as for Pam. The only thing he could imagine that
might be better was at least one more man to fill her asshole as well. "Maybe
that'll happen someday," he said. "Pam says she'd like that too." We changed
positions a couple of times. First we got Pam up on her hands and knees so I
could fuck her doggy style while she continued to suck Tom. This let the two of
us bounce her back and forth between us. We soon had our movements synchronized
so that one cock went in as the other pulled out. Pam reached back and began to
rub her clit to help her build to another climax. With that added stimulus it
only took a few more minutes for her to cum again. This time she didn't cum as
violently and since I was close to cumming myself I only paused for a few
seconds for her to recover. Then we resumed ramming our cocks into her. Tom and
I came almost simultaneously. I came first and the sight of my orgasm must have
put Tom over the top as well. Pam swallowed vigorously as he filled her mouth
with blasts of his cum. Then when we'd both finished we all collapsed again on
the bed. I must have passed out briefly because the next thing I remember was
looking up to see Pam diligently sucking my cock trying to get me up for another
round. The situation was still very erotically charged and it didn't take her
long to succeed. She climbed on top of me and slipped her cunt down the length
of my pole. Then she began rocking her pelvis back and forth. This was a very
effective position and in a few more minutes I shot a second load into her cunt.
She didn't quit immediately but continued until she too had cum again. By this
time we all needed a break. I thought I should go home but both Tom and Pam
asked me to stay just a little longer to see if we might do it still one more
time. I was doubtful because I'd never cum three times in one night but I
figured it was worth a try. Besides my curiosity demanded an explanation of
certain things about the two of them. "Tom," I began, "how did the two of you
ever get into this sort of thing. I mean most husbands, including me, would be
very upset and jealous at even the thought of their wives having sex with other
men." "I was the first time too John," he replied. "I had to sort through those
feelings before I realized that beneath the jealousy I also felt a tremendous
turn-on." "But how did it happen?" I pressed. "Well, about three years ago Pam
and I had a big fight one night about my not satisfying her even on my best
nights when I fucked her well two times. My feelings were hurt and I got upset.
I told her that if I wasn't enough for her she should find some other guys to
satisfy her. I thought better of it the next day and planned to apologize that
evening but instead when she came home she bluntly told me she'd acted on my
suggestion. One of our customers had been putting the make on her for several
months and she had 'called his bluff' that day in his office. He fucked her
right on his desk." "It was fun too," Pam interjected. "I really thought the guy
was bluffing but I offered myself to him out of spite. When he unzipped his
pants and took out his cock I knew he was serious. I didn't know how to get out
of it and besides he had a big one. It was very exciting doing it right there in
his office because he hadn't locked the door. I was afraid that someone might
come in but I found the danger to be extremely erotic." "Pam came home that
night and told me in complete detail what had happened. She concluded by saying
that she hoped I was happy because she sure had enjoyed it and planned to do it
again. At first I was very angry and hurt that she'd cheated on me." "I didn't
cheat," Pam interrupted. "You told me to do it..and I did." "OK," Tom replied.
"Anyhow I was very upset but somehow I also felt extremely turned on especially
when she described his cock and how it felt when he entered her. My horniness
overcame me and I laid her down on the couch and started to eat her. I got even
more turned on when I tasted and smelled his cum in and around her cunt. I was
hooked. So was Pam." "That's right," Pam said, "in fact I did it again the very
next day. And I've done it at least two or three times a week ever since. We
discovered right away that it was not only a lot of fun for us but it was also
very good for business." "None of our competitors offer such complete service,"
Tom said with a grin. "What if the person you call on is a woman?" I asked. "If
they seem interesting and interested they get the same treatment," Pam replied.
"Tom enjoys seeing me with another woman almost as much as with another man and
he has gotten to service several of the women as well. It's pretty much like
with the men. Some work out. Some don't but we couldn't really handle many
more." "That's amazing!" I replied in awe. I wanted to ask a few more questions
but my thought process was interrupted by Pam as she again began to suck my
cock. It took her awhile but she did get me up again and we had one more good
fuck. I let myself out of their house when I was dressed because as soon as I
finished depositing my third load Tom began cleaning Pam's well-fucked and
well-filled cunt with his tongue. I went home that night with a very big grin
which I had a hard time explaining to my wife. The next day I placed my order
for three new Acme Fax machines from Dynamic Office Products. They were
installed today. Unfortunately Pam doesn't do their installations but as soon as
the installer left I received a fax on the private machine in my office. It read
"Thank you John for allowing us to service your needs. I think we should
schedule your first service call for next week so I can check out how the
machines are doing. I also want to check your tool. In the meantime here is a
little memento of me. Affectionately, Pam." Pam faxed me a photocopy of one of
her breasts. There also was a PS written at the bottom which said "I'll happily
pay a very special referral fee for anyone you refer to us." "This is a terrific
setup," I thought. "The next time any of my friends ask about fax machines I
know who I'll recommend." The End!
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